I'm sure you are, (Vega says, but her voice is lower in pitch than the trilling (it is not exactly hard to be), and is lost underneath of it immediately. She clears her throat, but before she can speak the woman smiles at her and she is so... much that Vega immediately loses the complaint she was about to make. It dissolves in her mind. The pink gloves appearing suddenly count as an additional flashbang.
no subject
She has her mouth open, and shuts it.)
You — you're not here to join Riftwatch.
(What?)
Are you?